as for the herald, its like with 'scott' paper, kinberly/clark.. Ya know... my band played a benefit concert to try and save the park, right there by the herald, because scott paper wanted to build that bridge... la la...la la ...la dee da.... sure glad they built the bridge now huh??? the park was there as a part of history. Did you know that? It was the spot where the first 'white' family built a house in Everett. I mean... im sure the Native people had their places all over before that but it was the first home in Everett. Magnuson. I think that was the name. But now the fucking history of scott paper....GONE! Its like it was never there. All those people who worked their entire lives there. Vanished. Those families whos father raised them on the wages from there.... done. over. finished. and now.... the end is near... and I face... the final.. curtain... and did it ... the herald's way..... but really, now the history of the herald and all the people YOU saw come and go from that spot. And all the people that Janet, Jimi and
Wes saw go thru.... and all their stories and all their families. Who will tell those stories now? Will there be new stories to tell? In 20 years, who will be working in the spot we know as the herald and will they know anything of the history. And will they care? Does it matter?
Dad was 56 in 1981. He had his birthday while I was out here attempting to make a home, away from 'doo dah'. I remember that day pretty well and often wonder what he would have thought about this or that. Im glad that I probed him as much as I did and wish I had realized that you can never probe too much. So many questions that were left unanswered. Just like with anyone really, but I wonder how many dont realize it.